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 Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 1:01 pm
im the bar tender welcome to the bar have a few drinks realax play pool get in fights....well maby not fights but have fun
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 1:05 pm
She moved a lock of her hair behind her ear as she mirrored herself from the bar window. She looked like a narcist really...Blonde hair, blue eyes, like some barbie doll.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 4:39 pm
(long time no see) *he notices the girl* who the
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 4:42 pm
he walks in the bar quickly his long black overcoat trailing behind him as he walked to the bar brushing some of his longer dirty blonde hair out of his blue eyes. he sat at the bar looking around his eyes searching the room until they fell on the bartender. "uhhh excuse me...." he called to him in a heavily accented voice.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 4:47 pm
ahh a.... eastrener?..... name your drink *he turns to the bottles of wine and beer*
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 4:49 pm
walks in and sits at the first table that he sees and sits there mumbling to himself.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 4:53 pm
my bar is becoming quite popular tonight...
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 5:02 pm
he mumbles to himself looking at the man, "vodka....leave the bottle" he said staring at him and pulling some old rumpled bills out of his pocket setting them on the counter.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 5:08 pm
uh sure *he places the bottle in front of the man* but uh do me a favor... uh either put the safty on the gun or put it behind the counter
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 5:14 pm
(i have a gun?)
he quickly obliges taking his rifle and pulling out the bolt slipping it into his pocket rendering the weapon useless. he sets it next to him and pours some vodka into a shot glass he pulled out of his pocket. he quickly drank it then looked up. "do you have any bread?" he asked the man behind the bar.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 5:16 pm
"Guns.. safety.. not." he mumbles to himself.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 5:26 pm
( i was kind of assuming that when i saw the drawing wish they had guns in gaia) um yes actually does it matter what kind? i can give pretty much any kind of food
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 5:41 pm
(i know they need at least one gun.)
he looks at him a moment "dosent matter...the harder and crustier the better" he said slowly taking another drink.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 5:43 pm
places a chunk of bread down for him
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